My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet quickly turned to look at Ethan as soon as she heard those words. With her eyes widened in surprise and disbelief, she asked, "Did you bring painting tools along?"

Undiluted affection glistened in Ethan’s eyes as his lips curled up in a smile. He stood up and leaned close to her. As he stared at her affectionately, the golden sun rays danced on their faces.

Instinctively, he stroked her hair and replied, "I’ll try find you some. Just wait for me here."

Ethan straightened up and began to walk towards the forest. When he was sure that he was out of Janet’s sight, he took out his phone and called Sean. His face was cold and his tone was authoritative at this time.

"Send a helicopter here with the best painting equipment immediately!"

On the other end of the line, Sean was flabbergasted to hear his boss’s command. He had been busy supervising the servants to clean up Ethan’s house. Although the errand was out of the blue, he had no choice but to respond, "Okay, sir. I… I’ll do that right away."

a resigned state, Sean guessed that Ethan wanted a set of painting equipment because of Janet. He immediately set to

them. He strapped the easel and the drawing board on his back, while he carried the acrylic paint set, a bucket, and paint brushes in his hands. He then walked back to the beach.

is so big. How come I

"This is an uninhabited island and there’s no shop here. More so,

all the tools and smiled at her. She looked so adorable in her puzzled state.

the occupants there. Luckily, there was

"Wow! Where is he?"

up and she looked in the direction that Ethan had come

that can’t be possible. They sailed away as soon as I got out of the ship. I think they only stopped to watch the sunset. Not to worry, I already thanked him enough for you. Didn’t you say that you wanted to paint? Why don’t you get right to it? See, the sun would set

began to set up the easel.